sábado, 8 de agosto de 2009

The march to the sunset

We sail on...
Now we have wings, and the sea is no longer our home... The great immensity of the sky, its almost endless possibilities...
The sunset is coming up for us, and the runway is free ahead... Get thrust and get airborne!
We may loose many things, we may have lost many things, but today the sky will be ours, and the winds will blow over my wings gently and sweet...
Nothing will stop me nothing will take this vision from me, the memory of this moment, this sky, this sunset... Just nothing and no one may take this away from my mind!
Let's fly, let's enjoy the sky!

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